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Philby 
Medium
de Rory Gallagher
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Now ain't it strange that I feel like Philby,
There's a stranger in my soul,
I'm in transit in a lonesome city,
I can't come in from the cold,
I'm deep in action on a secret mission,
Contact's broken down,
Time drags by, I'm above suspicion,
There's a voice on the telephone
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Well it sure is dark in this city,
Contact's never gonna show,
I've got a code which can't be broken,
My eyes never seem to close,
Well, I'm standing here in the city,
Shadows falling down,
I'm disconnected but I don't need pity,
The night's gonna on slow.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Now ain't it funny that I feel like Philby,
A stranger on a shore,
I've got my plans and I move quickly,
There's a knock upon the door,
in and I'm close to danger,
My cover can't be blown,
It's getting strange and it's getting crazy,
Tell me, is going on?
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Four o'clock and nothing's moving,
Six o'clock and the daylight's stirring,
A comes, must be moving on.
All long my mind's been burning,
Makes me feel such a long, long way from home,
Now ain't it that I feel Philby,
There's a stranger in my soul
I'm lost in in a city
I can't come in from the
There's a stranger in my soul,
I'm in transit in a lonesome city,
I can't come in from the cold,
I'm deep in action on a secret mission,
Contact's broken down,
Time drags by, I'm above suspicion,
There's a voice on the telephone
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Well it sure is dark in this city,
Contact's never gonna show,
I've got a code which can't be broken,
My eyes never seem to close,
Well, I'm standing here in the city,
Shadows falling down,
I'm disconnected but I don't need pity,
The night's gonna on slow.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Now ain't it funny that I feel like Philby,
A stranger on a shore,
I've got my plans and I move quickly,
There's a knock upon the door,
in and I'm close to danger,
My cover can't be blown,
It's getting strange and it's getting crazy,
Tell me, is going on?
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Four o'clock and nothing's moving,
Six o'clock and the daylight's stirring,
A comes, must be moving on.
All long my mind's been burning,
Makes me feel such a long, long way from home,
Now ain't it that I feel Philby,
There's a stranger in my soul
I'm lost in in a city
I can't come in from the
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